heart and absence

My heart has adopted every shape; it has become a pasture for a gazelles, and a convent for Christian monks.

A temple for idols, and a pilgrim's Ka'ba, The tables of a Torah, and the pages of a Koran.
I follow the religion of Love; wherever Love's camels turn, there Love is my religion and faith.

Ibn Arabi

piercing like the flight of the hawk

Love is my religion

Ωραιο χελιδονι μου πουθ' ερχεσαι και φτανεις ποια θαλασσα σε βγαζει με τουτον τον καλο καιρο; Εχεις ασπρο το στηθος εχεις μαυρα τα φτερα χρωμα θαλασσας στη ραχη λιγο την ουρα ανοιχτη Ρωτησα για τη μανα μου την πολυαγαπημενη τοσο καιρο με περιμενει τοσο εχει να με δει

Ρωτησα για τον κυρη μου κι ολη τη γειτονια και αν ειχες ομιλια ποσα θα χες να μου πεις Καθομαι μπρος στη θαλασσα παντα σενανε κοιτω λιγο γερνεις καστβαινεις λιγο αγγιζεις το νερο Μα συ τιποτα δε λες για ολ αυτα που σε ρωτω λιγο γερνεις, κατεβαινεις λιγο αγγιζεις το νερο

my beautiful swallow, where do you come from, where do you go

which sea brings you with this good weather

your breast is white, your feathers are black,

the colour of the sea on your back, your tail is forked

I asked my beloved mother, how long since she's seen me

so long waiting for me, waiting to see me

I asked my father and the whole neighbourhood

if you could speak, how much you would tell me

I sit before the sea. I look at you, you swoop a little, you come down a little, you touch the water.

But you never say anything about what I'm asking you, you swoop a little, you come down a little, you touch the water.

song from the Greek speaking peoples of Calabria